Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 910 Second and Second Personality 4

This is called...

Shen Qianshu has a thorn in his heart.

The number of times that the night mason called her Sara was very small.

This is the second personality of the night mausoleum. Does he have no memory of the first personality?

The night mausoleum clearly has a second personality memory.

"Why are you running!" The nightling roared, and couldn't bear it. When she was in chaos, it was like a bomb falling down, and she was so dizzy, and she was so stunned. Why should I run? What is he talking about?

The sound of the bells came, "seven years ago, seven years ago..."

Shen Qianshu’s heart glimpsed, "Sir, I didn't run, you were imprisoned by him, I... I... I can't help myself."

The night mausoleum was red, and she held her shoulder and was full of anger. "He imprisoned you, I want to kill him, I want to kill him..."

His speech rate is very slow, it seems that he does not speak often, very difficult.

Come and go, just a few words.

"No!" Shen Qianshu screamed.

This person, she knows, refers to the first personality, if he kills the first personality, the gentleman can no longer see.

How to do?

"You fell in love with him?" Her excitement angered him.

The strength of the man, instantly increased, "ah... hurt!"

His strength, life is like crushing her shoulders, the pain is very powerful, Shen Qianshu's legs are soft, almost fell, a pair of powerful arms, but supported her waist, lifted her up, yelled, " You fall in love with him!"

He questioned and angered, and he was extremely fierce. It seemed that the answer was that he would eat her bit by bit. His eyes were getting redder and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier. He was already on the verge of madness, and he was holding a needle. But can not get close, anxious as the ants on the hot pot.

"Oh ah... you fall in love with him!" He was crazy and roared. "My, my... is mine."

He was scared with his eyes, such as being robbed of his partner's beast, sent a sorrowful roar, desperate and stern, the whole castle was crying for him, Shen Qianshu's tears, unconsciously fell.

"Mr.... Don't do this..." She was grieved and burst into tears. For the first time, she realized how powerless she was. "You... are a person."

The last sentence, choked in the throat.

It’s a person.

"Ah..." The night tomb roared and roared, but did not loosen Shen Qianshu. "My, mine, mine!"

He muttered to Shen Qianshu and muttered to himself.

Repeatedly.

"Okay, okay..." Shen Qianshu nodded with tears, yours is yours.

Sir, is it painful?

He squinted his head, as in the fight with who, a pair of people who want to die in the past, helplessly twitching, sinking thousands of hearts like a knife, hurriedly holding him, "Mr., sir... ignited, think of ways... ...just think of it!"

The two personalities are vying for the body, the struggle is fierce, and no one is willing to give in. This is an endless bureau.

The most frightening thing is that it affects the body.

If the neuron is injured, no one can wake up again.

"Quickly think!" She is desperate.

The bell was just about to get close to him, and the night tomb waking up, once again grabbed the body and yelled, "Child, child... child..."

He blinked red and shouted at the child, like a meaningless mono.

The face is handsome but twisted, and the expression is fierce.

Shen Qianshu was struck by lightning.

"Child, child..." He asked Shen Qianshu, "My... little princess... I want to... see her."

"Miss Shen, don't take it!" Zhong Zhong was frightened.

Shen Qianshu took a deep breath and decided to make a determination as follows: "Go to the children's painting, put on the princess dress, come over!"

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The monthly ticket plus will not change. During the Chinese New Year, many old classmates come back from the field. They are all seen every year. I have to be called out for a party every day. I am a little bit sloppy. Go back and make up, what?

(End of this chapter)